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Morticiachair

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Lời bài hát: Morticiachair

Lời đăng bởi: nct.phongdq

Now, let's talk about the time

I had this morticiachair in my apartment

Right there in front of the living room

As an open invitation to strangers

(A cold machine might show) Smiling like a face

Waiting for a telephone call of a beloved feline

She is in a state and it's California

She's been there for quite a while I've got no presents

I've got no presents Drop the phone, take the plane

And come back home again

Drop the phone, take the plane

And come back home again Drop the phone, take the plane

And come back home again

Drop the phone, take the plane

And come back home again

Drop the phone, take the plane

And come back home again She knows where she rolls

When she goes for the doorknob

She knows where she rolls

When she goes for the doorknob By the time of my second car crash I got totally wired

Like in the days I cut myself up with a razor-blade

Oh nostalgia, lost myself in so many ways

I didn't know what to think of him Ah, maybe I think too much, I don't think so

Fell madly in love with a couple of beautiful ears

It's only a variation

Had long and boring conversations about nothing

Talked so much, I bored myself to death

And the more I talk, the more I turn into a vegetable God, I'm such a fool She knows where she rolls

When she goes for the doorknob

She knows where she rolls

When she goes for the doorknob She knows where she rolls

When she goes for the doorknob

She knows where she rolls

When she goes for the doorknob I'll behave, won't you shame me?

I'm into deep, won't you shame me?

I'll behave, won't you shame me?

I'm into deep, won't you shame me? Taste of orange, orange

Little Christ, I'm in her bath-tub, consulted

Consulted, consulted, consulted She knows where she rolls

When she goes for the doorknob

She knows where she rolls

When she goes for the doorknob She knows where she rolls

When she goes for the doorknob

She knows where she rolls

When she goes for the doorknob I'll behave, won't you shame me?

I'm into deep, won't you shame me?

I'll behave, won't you shame me?

I'm into deep, won't you shame me? I'll behave, won't you shame me?

I'm into deep, won't you shame me?

I'll behave, won't you shame me?

I'm into deep, won't you shame me? Information, information

I'm bored, bored

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